my heart in a milkshake

when i came back from studying tonight we had our very last floor meeting ever. ... it was really difficult just facing the reality of "the end" ... maeghan (my don) started crying and just... my heart broke as people began pulling pictures off the board... moments had that are becoming only memories.

earlier this week i was looking at some random person's pictures (procrastination at its best) and almost every single picture was of a bunch of people getting trashed and whatnot. and i thought to myself, wow. i HARDLY drank at all this year... hardly partied... which, to be honest, i thought first year would be a lot of partying... but it wasn't. and i thought "wow... did i waste my first year?"

but then tonight, laur and i went over to v1 and got milkshakes and came back and ended up talking away three hours... about trials, happiness, hopes... everything. about our pasts... highschool... about how that night after prom with jo kat dor and tiff..when we sat around talking away, sipping wine and five alive, being silly... how i realized THAT was how i wanted to remember highschool. REAL friends, not dicking off but REAL time with REAL people.

and tonight, i just realized how i want to remember first year, how i am GLAD that my time was not spent much on insane parties and drinking so much that you can't remmeber anything the next day... but i wanted to remember it as learning and growing from the things that God has taught me and continues to teach me, as songs of the week, movie nights, bedtime chatter with the roomie, sunglasses, puddle-splashing, tears that teach you things, laughing so hard your tummy hurts,
chocolate milkshakes just sharing yourself. real times, with real people that i know will always mean something to me. i breathe out a sigh of thankfulness and contentment.

i.l.u.(t.m.g.)

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